CADEN’S POV
Knocking on Aria’s door, I grasped the flowers in my hand. It was late, but I wanted to see her and hoped that flowers were a valid enough excuse to come see her. I planned to tell her I saw them, thought of her, and had to see her to see if they matched her beauty. It was cheesy, but I was sure that it would worm a little tendril of affection into her heart.
When no sounds came from her room, I felt panic begin to rise in my chest. Had Ronan kidnapped her again? I turned the knob, finding it unlocked. I swung the door open to see the room dark, other than the small lamp next to her empty bed. I strode over to her bathroom, looking but nothing. She wasn’t here. I rushed to the window, but it was locked from the inside.
There was no dirt and no floral scents that were abnorma
